Silently Screaming

December 30, 2017
By erinmadison SILVER, Ormond Beach, Florida
erinmadison SILVER, Ormond Beach, Florida
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Favorite Quote:
“We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be.”

― Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Mother Night

I feel like I'm being buried
With too many burdens to carry
For all that I have, I am grateful
But thoughts have never been more painful
The dirt, as cold as can be
Was all I could see
My heart pounded against my chest
My lungs screamed in protest
Air was running thin
Panic caved in
Crouched next to me was my dear friend
Together we clawed above- it seemed of no end!
We were suffocating
The sudden rush of air was liberating
Our exit could only fit one
The rain pour had begun
Time was running out
I would help my friend without a doubt
With seconds remaining
And my hope sustaining
We could both make it.
If I could reach just a little bit...
But before I could help us both
She had already broken an oath
A cold hand clasped over my mouth and dragged me down
Without a sound.

The author's comments:

This poem is a personal anecdote on betrayal. I learned how even those closest to you (a best friend) can bring you down. I was so hurt I sat down on my bed and started to write, fighting back tears. For me, writing poetry is a way to relieve stress. I hope someone enjoys this piece. Please know you are not alone.
All love,

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